Song information On this page you can read the lyrics of the song CUTIE PIE! , by - JPEGMAFIA. Release date: 21.10.2021
Age restrictions: 18+
Song language: English
CUTIE PIE! |
| Triggers bustin', niggas duckin', I got the right clip |
| Good manners or the damage, a nigga might tip |
| I drive the boat for the passengers |
| This a Kodak moment, a nigga might drift |
| I work smarter not harder, this is a life tip |
| Can’t get your show on the road, niggas need a pilot (Uh) |
| You niggas trash still slavin' away on Sylenth |
| Matter of fact you slaves no matter who niggas sign with (Uh) |
| Lemme look at your deal, 21 Savage |
| To these Milli Vanilli ass niggas |
| Don’t even own what they rhymin' (Facts) |
| I can’t take this livin' all alone, I’m Phyllis Hyman |
| Billie Eilish got four GRAMMYs, it’s frightenin' |
| Slick old nigga, I’m Peabo Bryson |
| Flows be so-so, you off key |
| Rappin' like it’s '04, wrote this in Red Monkeys |
| Uh |
| Steady hand Peggy, my production is a diamond |
| Precision, execution, and timin', slick rhymin' |
| Pick up the pattern, tackle melodies like a lineman (Huh) |
| Rappin' offsides, throw the flag when you fine him |
| Up in your turf with a bomb and a plan |
| Flowin' in enemy territory, I feel like Walt White |
| Teach you niggas how to get busy on USB mics |
| Rappin' like Schoolly D and dressing like Magnum P. I |
| She need a tip drill, Peggy been uncut since E. I |
| All these amateurs, they can’t keep up with my stamina (Nope) |
| Ebony, wrong category |
| You ain’t built for what you backin' up |
| Make your bitch back it up |
| All these weird beats, you commentin' while I’m stackin' up |
| Gots to find new wave, these niggas stay attackin' us |
| Feel like a Titan when I’m strappin' up, my flow a bachelor |
| Get to fuckin' on the back of her and get attached to her |
| Pistol pokin', I look after her, your beats inaccurate |
| Muddy low end and you over-compressin' |
| 'Cause you don’t know what you doin', so you be stackin' it |
| Don’t know the diff' so they just hold and attack it |
| You impassionate, ungrateful |
| Mince meat, don’t mince words, bitch, I hate you |
| Thinkin' about what I’ma do and how I’ma do it when I face you |
| Oh, man, stupid |